Better late than never, they say. My beloved, nearly 92-year-old father and I recently found ourselves traveling by ourselves–just us–for the first time ever on what turned out to be an endearing journey of a lifetime for us both. It involved traveling to original hometown haunts in Massachusetts from where our family settled and still lives in the Washington, DC-Metro […]

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